the first time I decided to climb the high dive.

the taunts of my friends to “jump chicken.”

feeling like I was going to throw up and wet myself at the same time.

feeling like I fell forever.

the splash as I struck the water.

my feet touching the pool bottom in the deep end.

feeling like my lungs would burst before I broke the surface.

forgetting to breathe before I hit the water.

running around to do it again!

Do you remember, too?